Finally i don't own my tears anymore, they're somebody else's , 
i've just realized that, and i kind of liked it for a moment,
i felt free, almost... but i'm not ready, not yet, to give them away,

i've just realized that, and i kind of liked it for a moment,
i felt free, almost... but i'm not ready, not yet, to give them away,
i'd ratter feel rage tears, but i don't.
I wont throw my tears again, i refuse to go into the dark,
i will not walk blinded in a winding way,
not if i can do something about it, i'm a fighter,
it's just that i don't know if i'm strong enough.

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